I saw bits of this film with no sound projected on the wall at a party once. Didn't know what it was, only that I had to see it. Along with a lot else from that night, it stuck with me only in a very acidy, hazy form. Like "must. see. movie. of. some. kind."

About Me

An occasional blog from my rooms at Keating Towers, on Australian politics, East Timor, and more than is necessary to know about Portuguese forts in Asia. Partially reconstituted in 2010 as a seaborne web-diary of my literature and film pursuits.